thus spoke the prophet

" I... I want to return this. "

"whats the matter with it ?"

"It just... It just ... We can't just stop.
we are not rocks. Progress, migration, motion, its modernity, its animate.
Its what living things do.
We desire.
Even if what we desire is stillness, its still desire for..
Even if we go faster than we should... we can't wait..
and wait for what ? ...
god....
[BIG THUNDER]
god...
[SMALLER THUNDER]
he isn't coming back.. and even if he did ...
if he ever did come back..
if he ever dared to show his face or whatever in the garden again..
if after all this destruction, if after all this terrible days of this terrible century,
he returned to see how much suffering his abandonment has created,
if all he has to offer is death....
you should sue the bastard...
thats my only contribution to all this theology.
Sue the bastard for walking out....
how dare he ?"



- Prior Walter as the phrophet among the angels

[ Angels in America (tony kushner's play) | 2003| ]

i have emotional problems and took too many pills ..!!

" i am ready for my closeup Mister DeMille..
one wants to move through life with elegance and grace,
blossoming infrequently but with exquisite taste,
and perfect timing,.. like a rare bloom a zebra orchid..
one wants... but one so seldom gets, what one wants, does one?
NO, one does not..
one gets fucked, over
one dies at thirty, robbed of decades of majesty....
fuck this shit.. fuck this shit.....
i look like a corpse.. a corpsette...
oohhh my queen...
you know you have hit rock bottom when even drag is a drag "

- Prior Walter in drag

[ Angels in America| 2003| ]